Ma Mingxiang pulled Wu Dan to hide in the gap between the two tombstones, and cautiously looked at the scene in the distance.

There is a sedan chair and a coffin in front of the sedan chair, in front of which there are two children dressed in red, and next to the coffin stand two flower-faced "people" in black and white clothes, surrounded by a large group of paper figures.

The sound of suona and gongs and drums seemed to come from underground, and the festive music sounded from the graves of this barren mountain and mountain range, but it looked particularly miserable.

The curtain of the palanquin was lifted by a child, and a woman in a wedding dress floated out of it, her facial features were very delicate, and there was no flaw to be found, but her face was pale and abnormal, without any blood.

Two children held her two pairs of bloody hands and walked to the front of the coffin, and the flower-faced man in a black dress bent down and pushed the lid open.

A man in a red dress jumped out of the coffin, but the man's facial features were blurred, and he couldn't see anything except the two deep black holes under his forehead.

Wu Dan's attention was completely on the flower-faced man in the black dress, although she couldn't see her face clearly, she was exactly the same as Wu Shiqing in terms of figure and dress.

U Thant had the illusion that Daddy had come back to life!

"That flower-faced man in a black dress is Daddy, he seems to have come back to life......" she whispered in Ma Mingxiang's ear.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, and people cannot be resurrected after death, and it is impossible for anyone to break this law.

This woman in a wedding dress seems to have given Wu Shiqing some kind of magic, not so much that Wu Shiqing has come back to life, but that Wu Shiqing has become a puppet of this woman.

"It seems that this female ghost saw Wu Shiqing's origin and deliberately manipulated his corpse......" He clenched the peachwood sword tightly, and there were beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead.

No one knows who the bride and groom are, but they are dead. The marriage of the dead and the dead will be a grand wedding ceremony, and it will be a provocation to control a dead duangong to be the best man!

"Grandma, I don't think Wu Shiqing's body can be recovered, let's leave as soon as possible......" Ma Mingxiang trembled, and even his voice trembled.

The anger in Wu Dan's heart suppressed her fear, she behaved calmly, and said lightly: "Aren't you Mr. Yin and Yang?" You go and collect them all, and then grab Daddy's corpse. ”

Ma Mingxiang wanted to cry without tears: "Grandma, this female ghost is not so easy to mess with......"

Several head-sized lanterns floated towards them from among the paper figures.

"Lying ...... Trough! ”

Ma Mingxiang was shocked, and before he had time to hesitate, he picked up the peachwood sword and slashed at the lantern.

A large stream of crimson blood gushed out of the wick, all of which were sprayed on his face, and the thick smell of blood made Wu Dan vomit, and she covered her nose and hid behind Ma Mingxiang.

The female ghost's eye sockets were wide open, and her round and convex eyeballs stared coldly at Ma Mingxiang.

His movements had already alarmed them, and a large group of paper figures rushed towards Ma Mingxiang......

His face was stained with blood, and even the peachwood sword was dyed red, and the paper man made them impenetrable, and Ma Mingxiang slashed at the paper man.

Wu Dan's eyes always stayed on Wu Shiqing's body, and she hid behind Ma Mingxiang, a little at a loss.

Every time he cut off a paper figure, there would be an extra blood stain on his golden robe.

These paper figures are not just described by the word "realistic", they are like a group of real people, with hideous faces, and the papier-mâché body will even bleed after being punctured.

"Lying ...... Groove, paper man...... It will bleed too......"

Ma Mingxiang was exhausted, and his golden robes had been dyed bright red.

Before he could pull the ink fountain line out of his pocket, he was pulled by the paper man, who tightened his neck and put a headlamp over his head.

Suddenly!

Two paper figures emerged from behind U Thant, who dragged him around the tombstone and hid in the coffin......

Ma Mingxiang's head was covered by a headlamp, his eyes were dark, and a strong fishy smell wafted into his nose, and his stomach suddenly churned.

Ma Mingxiang was dragged in front of the female ghost by this group of paper figures, the female ghost's face was still as cold and pale as ever, it pulled his right hand with that bloody hand, rolled up his sleeve, and licked it lightly with its cold tongue, enjoying it very much.

Another ghost in a red dress was not far behind, it grabbed Ma Mingxiang's left hand with its hands that only had white bones left, and bit directly into his sleeve.

"it!"

Ma Mingxiang screamed in pain, he collapsed in front of the female ghost, and shook his head vigorously, but he couldn't get rid of the headlamp.

He paddled his feet around the ground:

"The heavens are clear, please invite the gods and spirits of the immortals, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, the disciples of the Great Emperor are sleepy on the mountain, tonight with a incense charm, turn into hundreds of billions of fragrant clouds, colorful auspicious clouds, and invite the Nine Heavens Xuannu Niangniang, Taishang Immortal Master, Sanqing Patriarch, and Big Dipper......

The Lord of the Heavenly Dao, the immortal Buddha is sacred, and he sits here on the auspicious clouds. The world of the ten directions, the upper and lower voids, is omnipresent, and there is no void appearing, so please come quickly. Disciple Ma Mingxiang, now reserve to ask the Heavenly Immortals and Buddhas to descend to sit in the town......"

Ma Mingxiang flipped over from the ground one by one, got rid of the two ghosts, and then took out a charm from his pocket and pasted it on the headlamp.

He shook his head vigorously, and finally took off the headlamp. Ma Mingxiang glanced around, but found no trace of Wu Dan at all.

Suddenly!

Taking advantage of his distraction, the female ghost grabbed him by the neck with her hand and lifted him out of the air.

His eyes bulged outward, his breath became weaker and weaker, and the paper man next to him picked up a bloody lantern and put it on his head again.

Ma Mingxiang's eyes became more and more blurry, and he slowly lost consciousness......

After losing consciousness, the female ghost threw him in a sedan chair.

The male "man" in the red dress picked up a bloody head from the ground, twisted it in half, and chewed it heavily.

The group of paper figures broke off their right hand, and a large stream of blood gushed out of it, and they tasted their right hand with a very happy expression.

The female "man" in the wedding dress held the male "man" in the red dress, and with a wave of their hands, many coffins appeared on the ground, and the coffin lids suddenly cracked......

Wu Thant struggled in another coffin, the coffin was moving, she used all her strength, but she couldn't lift the lid of the coffin, it was extremely difficult to breathe in the narrow space, and the oppressive atmosphere made her breathless.

The coffin was upside down, and she didn't know where she would be carried by the two paper figures.

"Tick~"

"Knock...... Knock knock~"

"Pong...... Table tennis...... Pong~"

The sound of music sounded underground again, and this grand "wedding ceremony" finally kicked off......